private An Imperfect Situation: The RP

[Neutrino 47]

"definitely." She replies simply "We don't want to be caught out in an hour... Without any shelter... That zebra I saw was setting up a tent. I wonder if there are more tents. If not we can get some big leaves and twigs. Make our own? Oh, oh, and that healing potion!" Bella points out.

'Stupid' Bella mentally brands herself.

[Comet Starflash 46]

"No I don't think you understand. YOU can't be caught out at night. If I go there and see that pony from earlier, he could tell the others. Plus he could beat the crap out of me again... I'm not much for fighting... I eer... I'll stay out here, in the trees or something. And don't waste your time making some kind of potion. Just... Just go and keep warm. We changelings, we aren't warm inside so I'll be fine." Comet says, preparing his tree again for him to sleep in.

[Neutrino 47]

"I... Ok then" Bella began her way to the clearing, reluctantly. "See you later." she said as she departed into the thick, emerald foliage.

Eventually, Hue found the fire; a corner of a tent; a few busting ponies and two -very tired looking- sleeping equines. One was the dirty zebra. 'better not wake that one up'. She shivered slightly in the dull, indigo light.

[SilverHeart 741]

The stallion considers the mare for a moment before bow his head and saying, "my apologizes, it seems you may not have liked me kissing your hoof. It is how I commonly greet a mare that I meet in a more formal meeting, though I admit this isn't such a time."

 

Mythos would then wave his hoof in motion as to suggest for her to move forward and once they start walking he would fall in step next to her and lead the way to where the others would be so that the two may join with the main group. He still had that smile on his face, it being strangely calm despite the fact they were stranded on an island without possible means of help.

 

Mirror shook her head. "It's fine....I just don't like being touched...especially by strangers. You couldn't have known." Following his gesture Mirror walked beside him towards the camp. A few minutes had passed, allowing Mirror to calm down and think about the other pony. His personality had taken her by surprise. She had been expecting an injured pony or somepony that was confused, instead the first thing that he did was flirt with her. Mirror sighed, the silence was uncomfortable...at least it was to her. "So...where are you from?"

[GreyScholar 1,584]

@@SilverHeart, 

"I was born in Canterlot," He says before adding with a laugh, "which may tell you a few things though not everything. Yet I did not stay there long as I had a thirst to travel and learn all I could on the secrets of Equestria's past." The stallion seemed to have a certain flair for the dramatic and turning his words much like that of a story.

 

Yet Mythos decided to offer a bit more, "my father is a violinist, which I worked hard to learn the violin as well because of him, and my mother a teacher of history... gaining an interest in such because of her. Thus through my charm and wit I became an entertainer, admittingly one that focuses on the telling of stories but I do play music as well."

 

Turning to the mare he would ask, "How about you my lovely friend, where are you from?"

Edited March 10, 2014 by EquestrianScholar

[SilverHeart 741]

@@SilverHeart,

"I was born in Canterlot," He says before adding with a laugh, "which may tell you a few things though not everything. Yet I did not stay there long as I had a thirst to travel and learn all I could on the secrets of Equestria's past." The stallion seemed to have a certain flair for the dramatic and turning his words much like that of a story.

 

Yet Mythos decided to offer a bit more, "my father is a violinist, which I worked hard to learn the violin as well because of him, and my mother a teacher of history... gaining an interest in such because of her. Thus through my charm and wit I became an entertainer, admittingly one that focuses on the telling of stories but I do play music as well."

 

Turning to the mare he would ask, "How about you my lovely friend, where are you from?"

History, stories, and music? Well at least the first two held a passing interest for her. "Well, my parents were both traveling entertainers. They were both stage magicians and acrobats. We had a small home near Canterlot. However I spent my early years traveling and watching them perform. After..." Mirror paused, deciding not to talk about the fire would be for the best. "....sometime, I moved to Canterlot for a while. Then I decided I should start traveling. Take after my parents, if you would."

[Scribblegroove 565]

@@Scribblegroove,

Bayonet takes the bowl and dumps it in the pot. "Danke, you did well on the vegetables. And I could use some more wood for the fire. I put some next to one of the crates. And thank you for the compliment. No one has ever used the word beautiful while talking about me or my mane." She says with a smile and a slight blush. Bayonet never really thought herself as beautiful, she always thought highly of others more then herself. And when someone compliments her like that she usually thinks they're just being nice or polite. And even if she doesn't feel worthy of such niceness she still likes being complemented. Once in a while.

(I think it would be the best for everyone to return to the clearing (if you aren't already) and get some sleep. Gloomfury and I made dinner for everyone. Eat, talk to eachother and then sleep. By the end of tomorrow we will HAVE to transit to the next day, I will enforce this. Sorry for my inconsistent posting by the way.

 

The point of this rp was to stay in a group, not pair up. Up until this has worked fairly well, but I can slowly see it happening now, so this is the best way to prevent that I think...

 

you should come back as well. We cannot pretend that we aren't the gm's. We had ideas for this, remember? :3)

 

 

Streamsung got up and went to get the logs. While walking she kept the conversation going. "Well that is really strange. You are very pretty and you should acknowledge that... Others should too." She said as she lifted the logs with magic and carried them towards Bayonet, who was still cooking by the fire. "I like how you stay modest and polite about it though. It's a trait you don't see with a lot of ponies anymore these days..." She said as she thought back of a few exceptionally beautiful and stupid, narcissitic and self centered.

 

"But enough talking about eachothers manes. Shouldn't the food be ready any minuten now? We can share it with a few of the other ponies. They must be hungry, and it's easier to sleep with something warm in your belly..." She explained as she looked around to see where the other ponies were, and then dropped the logs gently next to Bayonet.

Edited March 10, 2014 by Scribblegroove

[Neutrino 47]

"Did you s-s-say food?" Bella stutters from the shadows. The scruffy, poor and badly bruised animal approached Streamsung nervously, followed by the embarrassed dipping motion of her head. 'What am I doing? What the hell even is this place?' She takes heed, registering how very much less beautiful the trees looked in the cold, dark night.

[Comet Starflash 46]

"G-goodbye..." Comet says as he watches Bella disappear into the forest. "I guess this is home now... I may have told her that changelings are cold, but what I didn't tell her was that changelings that have a good side, are warm. Geeze it's cold out here..." Comet says as he curls into a ball next to a tree and shivers a little.

[Gloomfury 243]

@@Scribblegroove, 

"Da, it's almost done." She takes some of the wood and threw it in the fire. "And think you for the wood. And you're right, the others might like a warm meal after that ordeal with the ship. " Bayonet puts a few more ingredients in the stew then stood up. "Could you watch the stew while I go get the others? I'm afraid of if boiling over if I left it alone."

[GreyScholar 1,584]

"I... don't tale from my parents and much as they think. I have been involved in too much for that and my skill in illusions also sets me apart," he says as they walked and the two finally made to to where others were and both could smell the food that had been made.

 

Mythos seemed please with finally seeing other ponies, as well as food, and spend up his pace a bit to get there a bit sooner as he calls. "Hello, I hope we don't come upon ghosts ponies but those warm and alive." Yet even then the stallion made sure to stay fairly close to Mirror, be there next to her in case of trouble.

[Scribblegroove 565]

@EquestrianScholar @Gloomfury

 

"Sure I will!" Streamsung said to Bayonet. She looked at the stew that she had made and it smelled deliscious. And of course, it would be a shame not to notify her. "It smells and looks deliscious! You must be great at cooking..." She said. Her mouth nearly began to water by the thought of a warm meal. After what had happened, she could use a meal like this.

 

Then she saw the two new ponies arrive. "Ah, I see more ponies have arrived... I haven't met you yet. My name is Streamsung swann... As you can see everypony is trying to get some sleep, but bayonet and me decided to eat something first. If you'd care to join us..." She said to the two of them.

[GreyScholar 1,584]

@@Scribblegroove,

@@Gloomfury,

@@SilverHeart,  

"I should have know it would be a lovely mare making such a wonderful smelling dish and another here to greet two also stranded from the ship," the stallion says as his charm flows through without thought or resistance, as it it was as natural as breathing for him. Now though he would have to divided is attention not only between three mares but a good meal as well, That a mare of pink, one of blue, and one of yellow... whatever would he do with so many mares in which to speak with.

 

Yet with this inner thing Mythos would keep his amused looking smile on his face as he smells what is cooking saying to the two mares that he had just said and offering, "I am Mythos Gray, a scholar, storyteller, traveler, and entertainer. The mare with me is Mirror Image, it was she that actually found me adrift at the beach without any pony to keep me company. Now it would seem I have three beautiful mares to get to know and spend time with."

Edited March 10, 2014 by EquestrianScholar

[Gloomfury 243]

@@EquestrianScholar,@@Scribblegroove, @@SilverHeart,  

Bayonet blushed a little again cause of the complements from Streamsung and the new stallion Mythos Gray. "Danke. Wow, this is the most I've been complemented in one day. " She walks up to Mythos Gray and Mirror Image. "Hello, I'm Bayonet and I'm a blacksmith. And thank you for the complement. I don't get them a lot. And everyone can just go ahead and get themselves a bowl before it gets cold. I'm sure the others will make there way here when they smell the food." She turns to Mirror Image with a smile. "It's good to see you again miss Mirror."

[SilverHeart 741]

@@Gloomfury,@@EquestrianScholar, @@Scribblegroove,

 

Mirror smiled and nodded at Streamsung "It's nice to meet you Streamsung Swann. I'm...uh.." It seemed kind of silly to introduce herself after Mythos had introduced her, however it felt a bit rude to not introduce herself. "Mirror Image." 

 

Mirror returns Bayonet's smile, "It's nice to see you too, Bayonet. The food smells delicious." 

[Scribblegroove 565]

@@EquestrianScholar,

@@Gloomfury,

@@SilverHeart,

 

Streamsung used her magic to pour four bowls of the stew that bayonet had made for them. The steaming hot dish had a strong but good smell. She put down the bowls on one of the crates that were nearby, using it as a small table. Except her own portion. She brought it to her mouth and ate a small bit of the meal. It was hot, but not scorching. She made sure she didn't make a fool of herself while eating in front of these other ponies. Being stranded on a deserted island didn't mean one shouldn't act civilized anymore. And she wouldn't be able to handle the shame.

 

She looked at Mythos Grey. "I can hear that you are a storyteller." She said as she put down the bowl again. "You must be good with words. What is it called again? A... A silver tongue? I think that's it. Maybe you have a silver tongue?" She said. Them she realised how stupid that had sounded. "I mean figuratively of course... I'm getting a bit tired, that must be it." She said quickly, hoping not to have lost any respect by saying stupid things like that.

 

(Remember, by the end of today, we'll have to proceed to sunrise. Many people are waiting)

Edited March 11, 2014 by Scribblegroove

[GreyScholar 1,584]

The stallion horn glowed as he cased a folk to appear with his magic, though by what means is uncertain except by one who practiced the art of illusion, and begin to slowly eat his meal with care. Mythos seemed clearly hungry, yet his Canterlot manner were not so easy to leave him as he ate. He must admit it was very good indeed, an impressive meal without all the finery of spices and exotic dishes. Smiling he would look up to consider the mares before him, still trying to decide which to focus his attention on and charm his way into their heart.

 

Yet it would seem this would partly be decided for him Streamsong looked to him and asked on him being a storyteller. More she used the interesting term of silvertongue and worked to correct herself so he better understood what she meant. Yet the use of that term reminded Mythos of a story, more a legend even for how long it had been around, called Inkheart and he says, "Actually it matters the use of the term, it may surprise you how much the term silvertongue relates to a stallion like myself. A pony not only clever with words, one fluent and persuasive of speech, eloquent of tongue... no not only that but one with the talent of bringing the characters of a book out from the pages and into life."

 

With such he would pause to finish his meal and once finished continue saying confidently, "No matter the story, as I begin to describe the characters you may well begin seeing them appear before us. Lets say that of Starswirl the Bearded, the father of magic and countless spells." With such he would stand from his sitting position and take a step back as his horn glowed, "a older unicorn with a long flowing white beard, wearing a blue robe and hat, bells lining the brim, with eyes that seem to go on for ages." As the stallion promised the pony of history and legend appeared before the mares, in all the glory befitting one so respected if unknown by many, seemingly as real as the storyteller himself.

 

Yet this was not the time or place to put on a full show, so he would allow the figure of Starswirl to fade slowly as the pony bowed his head and disappeared with the words, "Remember the study of knowledge offers all ponies the chance to better themselves."

 

((Understood, I can have next post be his closing words before going to sleep. Any farther conversation can take place tomorrow.)

Edited March 11, 2014 by EquestrianScholar

[Gloomfury 243]

@@SilverHeart,@@Scribblegroove,  

"I know. It was lucky that some of these crates had what I needed to make it. It's been a while since I've cooked for a large group. I usually just make enough for myself, But I enjoy cooking for others and I like it when others enjoy the food as well." She walks over to the bowls and grabs two of them then walk back over to Mirror and holds one out to her. "I really hope you like it."

[Sunbro 4 Lyfe 939]

(OOC: Jars is the first one to wake up then...)

Sunlight. Glorious sulight! The pure beams of warmth that cast down onto the island were already pushing away the moon untill the next night.

And honey jars couldn't see it. Because she was in a tent.

The first thing that Honey Jars felt was the warmth of the sun beaming down onto her. Most of the light however, had to pass through the microscopic gaps in the tent. When she actuallu opened her eyes however, only one question came to mind. Where the hell was she? Where did this tent come from ?! Oh no. Had the FBI found her?! Did they think she was some sort of huge bee mutant? She wasn't! Honey Jars dashed out of the tent using as much power as her tired self could, only to realise she was simply on an island. Everypony else was asleep, and Honey Jars was thirsty. She coukd figure out where the tent came from later, right now Honey Jars turned and went into the forest itself.

[Comet Starflash 46]

Comet awoke next to the tree, shivering vigorously. "T-t-that's not v-very clev-ver to s-s-sleep without a f-f-fire..." Comet says as he gives up and staggers into the camp, filled with hyperthermia. He collapses in the middle of the camp, shivering and trying to say something, shout, scream, but all he could get out was "F-f-f-f-f... G-g-g-g-g..."

[Sunbro 4 Lyfe 939]

Comet awoke next to the tree, shivering vigorously. "T-t-that's not v-very clev-ver to s-s-sleep without a f-f-fire..." Comet says as he gives up and staggers into the camp, filled with hyperthermia. He collapses in the middle of the camp, shivering and trying to say something, shout, scream, but all he could get out was "F-f-f-f-f... G-g-g-g-g..."

(OOC: we're the last two alive...)

Honey Jars was almost out of the clearing to go find freshwater. That was until somepony stopped her. No, not pony... Changeling! What was a changeling doing on the island? Was it with the group?! Honey Jars had never seen one before, they were scary. And evil. Was this one evil? Should she leave it? Maybe if she helped it, it wouldn't be evil. Then again, if it was evil, and she woke it up, somepony could get hurt!

No. Even if it was evil, a Changeling was still a living being! Honey Jars went over to the Changeling and poked it. It was cold, maybe it had slept outside. That was a bad idea. She shook it a few times to see if it woke up.

"umm, m-mister changeling pony? Are you OK?" maybe it needed to keep warm. The campfire was dying out, it probably wouldn't be enough.

[Comet Starflash 46]

@, 

Comet grasped the pony's leg and looked up at her. "So c-c-cold..." He says before he collapses again, shivering. His blue eyes looked sad as his entire body quivered with uncontrollable spasms and shakes. "F-f-fire... W-w-warmth... HELP!" He shouts as he jumps up and grabs Honey Jars with as much energy as he could muster, holding her against him shivering. 

[The Original 571]

Fiera winced at the loud yell from a nearby pony, waking her up from her peaceful rest. "Can't i just get a good night sleep for once?" she mumbled. The monkey on top of the crate next to her recognized her voice and sprung up from its place of rest. It jumped off the crate and landed besides Fiera, poking her in attempt to wake her up. Fiera sighed and rolled over to try and show she was still trying to sleep. The monkey grumbled and jumped on top of Fiera, bounding up and landing back down on her side. Fiera turned rapidly and the monkey slipped off. Fiera sat up and looked at the monkey with anger "What is your problem? I'm trying to get some sleep!" she yelled to it. The monkey opened its mouth and pointed into it, then flailed its arms pointing at the two ponies who were awake. Fiera shook her head and stood up. She gasped and lifted up her right hoof. Turns out, only one of the two broken hooves had fully healed. Fiera sighed and looked at the money. "No, we don't eat other ponies. Sorry" she said with a shrug. She motioned for the monkey to get on her back and moved over towards where she put the bananas down on the crate. She ripped one off of the others and handed it to the monkey. It greedily grabbed the banana and started to peel it. "Happy now?" she asked it. It nodded its head and took a big bite.

 

@@Comet Starflash,@,  

 

Fiera sighed in relief and looked towards the two ponies... well, one pony one changeling. "You two okay?" she asked, mostly directing it to the one crawling on the ground pleading for help.

Edited March 15, 2014 by The Original PWD

[GreyScholar 1,584]

Mythos woke up, quiet as he considered his situation. Though he had not voiced such feelings he had held disappointment of the muted reaction of those he was with when showing off. Though perhaps it had simply been because they were tired. He had also been considering what he would do with the face he had three mares to interact with, one of which that gave off a low level magical effect... one he would even say was often his own and that of illusions. MIrror Image was the first mare he met since finding himself on this island but he couldn't move himself away from considering the other mares as well. It was against his nature not to give his attention to any mare near him. He sighs, looking around to see what there was to eat or drink.

Edited March 15, 2014 by EquestrianScholar

[Sunbro 4 Lyfe 939]

@@Comet Starflash,

Honey Jars yelped in surprise. it grabbed her! Why did it grab her? Was it going to drain the love out of her now?! Anything but that! What made things worse was that other ponies were waking up!

@,

"It's hugging me! Why is it hugging me?!" She gave her best struggle in an attempt to get the changeling off, but she was tired and thirsty, that and she was rather embarrassed.

"T-try warming up the fire!"